It was clear how excessive Owen's actions were.
No way!
I still had to settle the score with him.
After training, I blocked Owen on the way to the cafeteria.
"Are you still my brother? You don't have to be this harsh even if you're being strict. Look at my arm."
It was rubbed raw from crawling forward.
Owen disdainfully said, "You call this an injury?"
But he immediately found some disinfectant cotton balls and helped me with basic treatment.
I huffed in annoyance. "That's more like it!"
I took the opportunity to make him treat me to dinner again before I let it go.
Little did I know that because of this meal, I became a threat to the side of many girls in my class.
Even my other two roommates looked at me with disdain.
I didn't understand why, and was getting ready to climb into bed.
Emily couldn't stand it anymore and, under the pretense of doing laundry together, dragged me to the washroom.
"What's going on between you and the instructor?"
"What do you mean?"
Emily hesitated, "There's a rumor that you're seducing the instructor, but I don't believe it!"
"You're not that kind of person, and you wouldn't do such a thing!"
Seeing Emily swear to the heavens, I couldn't help but laugh.
"You can still laugh?"
"Why wouldn't I laugh? Having a meal with my own brother isn't a crime!"
Emily was shocked, her beautiful eyes widened, "Your brother?"
"Shh...
"This needs to be kept secret for now."
3
When I woke up, the video of Owen and me had spread everywhere.
We had just exchanged a few words, had a meal together, and he helped me clean a wound.
Through the dirty minds and eyes of some people, it turned into seduction.
Someone even wrote a detailed story about it.
They claimed that I deliberately slacked off during training to attract the instructor's attention.
I asked for the instructor's phone number after training.
That I intentionally scraped my skin during training to seek sympathy from the instructor.
That I acted coquettishly to force the instructor to treat me.
Their imagination was so wild, it would be a waste if they didn't become scriptwriters!
Some people actually believed it, and the comment section was filled with all kinds of filthy words.
"Intentionally scraped her skin during training, then immediately ran to the instructor for sympathy after training. How shameless!"
"Are girls these days so bold? Flirting with the instructor?"
"Going to such lengths just to be lazy and slack off."